Royal Batch 87

It was like a dream, a reunion to transcend time, A testament to bonds unbroken, a love so sublime. Royal Batch 87, forever intertwined, In the tapestry of life, our spirits unified. In the realm of memories, a bond that never dies, Although scattered like the stars, yet destiny unifies. In corridors of time, we walked our separate ways, Yet fate's adorned tapestry knits together our yesterdays. From distant shores, we gather, united in our roots, Like threads, blue, gold and blue inter-twined. The school, where our fathers passed the flame, Guiding us to seek knowledge, and life's eternal game. Life's journey, has shaped us, cut and polished, Like precious stones, revealing our spirits nourished. Disce Aut Discede, our watchword carved in hearts, We stand as testament to the faith that never parts. In this epoch of uncertainty, as the tides of change roll in, Let us, as instruments of God, kindle hope from within. Wherever we are planted, let rivers flow in heights, Fountains rise amidst the valleys, shimmering with light. For our world, in this decade, stands at a crucial juncture, Our actions will determine its fate, a force to reckon with. Oh, Royal Batch 87, let's rewrite the future's tale, Embracing love and wisdom, for all to prevail.